The Hero Creation Classroom of a Reincarnated Ordinary Person: After Reaching My Limit As An Adventurer, I Reluctantly Opened A Classroom In The Countryside To Earn Money For The Future, And My Student Became The Strongest - Episode 26
For now, I let Mu into the house and showed him to the living room.
Since they keep staring at the kitchen, I guess I’ll have to make dinner for them.
The ingredients were already scarce, but now they’re even less. It’s all because of that brat.
Since I won’t even have food for tomorrow if I don’t go shopping, I think I have to go after this, and while thinking that, I head to the classroom with Mu.
Looking at the cozy little cabin, Mu murmured.
“…small”
“I’ll knock you out.”
Taking the deeply rude brat to the back of the classroom.
Pointing to the distant target for magic with my hand, I instruct to cast the spell there.
“Go ahead and hit… well, anything is fine. Do whatever you like.”
“……Fireball”
“Well, that’s fine.”
What Mu chose was the basic fire magic, Fireball.
It was also used in the magic class for Eve.
Mu stood on the white line and raised his right hand. As a magician, his posture was more impressive than Eve’s.
In words different from when speaking, the small mouth weaves a spell.
“Fireball”
And with Mu’s emotionless mutter, a fireball was launched.
A very small and slow-moving fireball.
“…………”
“…………”
While the two of us remained silent, the small fireball flew slowly and hit the target with a time delay.
The edge of the target was slightly stained black and sadly disappeared.
“…………”
I was speechless.
Seeing the status plate, I thought that he wasn’t as good at magic as he claimed, but I never expected it to be to this extent.
Not to mention Eve, even a novice adventurer wouldn’t stand a chance.
Honestly, I almost thought he was really from Mark Magica.
“……Sorry.”
Did he sense it? Mu unusually furrowed his brows and muttered.
He turned to me and shook his head.
“I studied hard.”
Those eyes looked like they were about to cry.
“But it’s impossible… I’m sorry.”
Until now, I thought he was just a punk kid.
However, in my eyes now, Mu appeared as a student who was suffering and carrying a heavy burden.
“……Just wait a moment.”
I thought, “It can’t be helped,” and headed to the nearby external bench.
Taking out a pen and paper from his pocket, he writes down the “improved” magic formula for Fireball on the paper.
In the environmental section, I wrote down the information about this place and then returned to Mu with it.
I call out to Mu, who is standing there motionless.
“Since I said I would teach, I will keep my word. But honestly, I don’t know if you’ll improve that much.”
“Okay, fine, even so.”
“Then listen well, the magic formula you remember is not optimized.”
“Is it optimal?”
I nodded at Mu, who was tilting her head.
“Ah, magic formulas can be used by anyone, but they lack information on who uses them and where they are used. That’s why they are incomplete. So, if we combine those two pieces of information, don’t you think it would create a magic that suits the user at that moment? That’s how we improve the magic formula.”
“Magic formula… improvement…”
Just like when explaining the mechanics of combat to Eve, Mu shows a surprised expression.
However, she immediately showed a look of hesitation.
“……Changing the magic formula at school is not allowed.”
“Ah, that makes sense. In Mark Magica, which produces many magicians, that would probably be prohibited.”
It’s likely, but even among the top wizards in Maruk Magika, they should be aware of this mechanism.
However, that has not yet been incorporated into the school education.
If it’s the magic tower in Maruk Magika, which is also a research institution for wizards, it might be a different story.
“There’s no way a teacher with a large number of students can make improvements to magic formulas tailored to each individual and situation. The period spent learning at school is just crammed in so they can experience combat right away.”
To deal with the ever-increasing monsters, this world chose quantity over quality.
The biggest drawback is in education, where uniform instruction is carried out regardless.
To get them to the battlefield as soon as possible. To help them get used to it.
However, what resulted from this was not education, but rather that people grew on their own through real combat.
It’s not about the quality of individuals through education, but about defeating monsters with weapons and numbers.
“But this classroom is different. Here, it’s a small elite group. It’s one-on-one instruction tailored to you. That’s why we can improve the magic formula. I can read your information.”
Saying that, I took Mu’s hand and read her information.
“……Huh?”
What I thought after reading it was that the amount of magic power in my body is greater than I expected.
Because the fireball magic was weak, I thought the magic power within my body was also low.
“Hey, hey… what an amount of magic power.”
“Only the amount of magic power exists.”
“……Hmm”
I heard something a bit interesting, but for now, I finished reading and wrote down the understood equations on paper.
Compared to the time of Eve, the ceremony has become quite long.
The cause lies in the part concerning Mu.
“Here should be good enough. Chant this spell and try shooting a fireball.”
“Understood.”
Mu nodded, stared intently at the paper, then started walking to the same white line as before.
And this time, she performed a longer incantation for the magic circle than before, extending her right hand forward.
With this, Mu should probably be able to unleash a more powerful fireball than before.
A small fireball was shot from Mu’s palm.
The fireball, moving at a sluggish speed towards the target, hit the center of the target, creating a slightly larger black mark than before.
“…………”
I thought, “No way, this must be a lie.”
It has been confirmed by both me and Eve that the improvement of the magic formula is effective.
But now, Mu’s magic had not changed.
Although it has improved somewhat, it’s still just a matter of a small margin.
Too weak, it doesn’t even reach the level of a typical fireball.
“Uh… well… no… um…”
In the face of the unexpected event, I didn’t know what to say.
I had even planned to stop training Mu soon, but the shock was so great that I forgot about it.
(What? What’s wrong? Did I get the environment wrong? Or did I fail to read Mu’s information correctly?)
As I ponder, I see Mu move in the corner of my vision.
They snatched the pen from my right hand and walked away.
“Hey, hey?”
I called out to her sudden action, but she didn’t stop and sat on the external bench, placing the paper on the table.
When I hurriedly chased after her, she was staring intently at the magic formula with a pen in one hand.
Without blinking, the intense expression with wide-open eyes made me worry.
“Are you okay?”
“…………”
Maybe it was too shocking; there’s no reaction.
I was thinking about what to do.
Mu began to write as if possessed by something.
A pen gliding over the paper at a constant speed without slowing down even a little.
The content that is written is gradually becoming clear.
(……What is this…… a magic formula?)
What Mu was writing looked like a magic formula.
But that is something I have never seen or known before.
I don’t even know what kind of magic spell I’m writing right now.
It feels like I could say I’m just writing it casually, like that.
Eventually, Mu’s hand stops, and the pen is placed on the table.
“Done”
That one word felt unusually loud to me.
“Even if you did it, what does it matter?”
“Fireball Spell Formula”
“Huh?”
At Mu’s words, I look at the paper once more.
After all, no matter how many times I looked at it, it didn’t seem like a Fireball spell.
It’s different from both the standard magic formulas and the improved ones I came up with.
The amount written is also nearly double.
I picked up the paper that Mu wrote and read through it.
The more I look at it, the more it just looks like a hastily scribbled magic formula.
I do recognize some parts of it. The information about this place and about Mu seems to be the same as before.
“……Is this thing really going to start up?”
While deeply questioning it, I pointed my hand at the target on the spot.
Although it’s long, there shouldn’t be any problem as long as you read it while looking at the paper.
While reciting the magic formula, rewrite the part of Mu with my information.
I unleashed a fireball.
“…………”
Nothing happens.
It seems that it has been modified so much that it no longer retains its original form, making it no longer a valid magic formula.
I sighed and returned it to Mu.
“It’s no good. If you change it this much, it doesn’t seem to work.”
Did he not hear my words? Mu stood up and took the returned paper.
And then she silently walked up to the white line and began to chant the magic formula.
“Hey, hey, I just did that earlier. That magic formula won’t work—”
Loud noise.
The massive fireball unleashed from Mu’s palm flew through the air at the speed of a bullet.
With a thunderous noise, it hit the target handmade by Ittetsu-san, staining it completely black.
“……What?”
In the face of an incomprehensible scene, all I can do is stand there in shock.
In the howling wind, Mu looks back.
“Wow. Endy, this is amazing.”
There stood Mu, eyes shining with childish delight, joy evident on his face.
(Ha, haha…)
Seeing Mu laugh innocently, I grimace.
(What the hell is this… Seriously… this guy…)
My eyes can’t leave Mu.
Understood. This guy just had the process of using magic wrong.
I just didn’t know about the other processes.
You must not alter the magic formula.
The teachings at that school just had a negative impact.
Knowing that it’s okay to modify it, I looked at the magic formula I created and made my own improvements.
And perhaps I’ve just developed a magical formula that no one else can use, all by myself.
Because I didn’t know the basics, I couldn’t do it.
But now, having learned one, I have accomplished ten.
(This kid… is a genius… a different type of gem than Eve…)
Within me, the excitement I had forgotten about lately was once again awakened.
Wow, wow. This is amazing. It’s so incredible that I’ve lost my words, overwhelmed with emotion and excitement.
The kid… no, Mu looked radiant.
I won’t let you get away.
I take Mu’s hands, which are filled with joy, and smile at him.
“Awesome, Mu! The trial period is over! From today, you’re my student!”
“……???”
The genius girl had her eyes wide open in surprise, looking bewildered.
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